Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 215

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'One really couldn't avoid their enemies.' The first word that came to mind when I turned around and saw Frank's bright handsome face.

Jack also glanced at him, furrowing his brows slightly. "You live here, Mr. Frank?"

That was exactly the question I wanted to ask.

With his background, he could have chosen any villa district casually. How could he be living in a place like this, with its humble atmosphere?

Frank smiled casually. "Keeping someone company."

'Keeping someone company? Wasn't he earnestly searching for a young fiancee? How did he end up with a child already? But then again, in wealthy families like theirs, it was common to have a couple of illegitimate children making an appearance.'

Jack smiled and exchanged a few pleasantries with Frank, then brought his luggage from the elevator lobby and carried it into his apartment.

Watching him prepare to continue helping me unpack, I quickly waved my hands. "Jack, no need. Jane will be here soon to help me. You should go focus on your own work."

He had just returned to the Renolds family, and with Sally causing trouble, he must be overwhelmed.

"Alright." Jack glanced at the time and didn't insist further, but asked with concern, "So, are you

satisfied with this house?"

more than

of the appliances were already there, I just needed to add

to the door on WhatsApp, and

gaze softened. "I'll take my leave now. Call

"Okay."

the doors closed, I

"Running away from trouble?"

he had just woken up, had wandered around his own apartment and was leaning against the doorway with a cup of water, lazily

humor, "Asking the obvious. Hurry up

the Smith and Shaw families, he

were practically siblings, how could they not? When

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fulfill the engagement, he would be Bethany's

treated them as one family and

nowhere. I don't like people saying that I'm their brother if they're

It was really sarcastic.

Renolds family's residence, he was obviously quite

and forth was reminiscent of the old days with

quirking up mischievously. "Are you going to keep your promise

I frowned. "What promise?"